“Back to our winning games.

A tough match agianst the undead, as usual. All that strength needs careful handling.

The undead had a good chance to score in the first half, but screwed it up royally when the ball-carrying ghoul decided to 1 dice block our Blitzer with no RR: skull, and turn over. We moved on down the field, and were only prevented from scoring by a failed 3+ w RR pickup in turn 8 (1/9 chance). Such is the way of Nuffle.

We received in the second half, score at 0-0, and began the typical dwarf grind' n'drive down the right of the pitch. One mummy got too close to the edge, so off he went - only KO tho - and a lesson learned in the art of avoiding the touchline when playing a Troll-slayer.

By turn 13 we had the game under control, and the undead seemed to become someone less than animated - just lying (crying) on the ground pleading not to be hit anymore. Now, we are not in favour of quitters, even ones that have already quit this world, so we poked a few with our boots to see if they were still alive (it's a well-known dwarf technique of medical diagnosis). They seemed to be (un)alive, as this provoked cries of "Quit hitting me", or "Why....?"

We duely scored - unopposed - in turn 16, leaving the undead one turn to wreak their "re-wenge"! Sadly, the only way they managed to do this was to indulge in that old favourite of the 'sad SOBs' club, the T16 foul. SI on one of my blockers, failed apoc, but only MNG. So, Fjerd sends his regards, and thanks, as he has earned himself a week in the Bahamas to recover.

Thx "joshzombie" for the game - better luck next time. ”